It’s not done, it’s as simple as that. I had a shift in hand for HSF #2: UFO. Along the way, I made significant progress: side seams sewn up, sleeve seams sewn up, and all of them flat-felled, until, at last: One sleeve band and a hem stood between me and completion. Whatever week that was, on that Sunday evening, reader, I slept. Work does that to me.
Luckily, I can kick it forward to HSF#3, Under it All, because that petticoat isn’t cutting itself out. It’s not its fault: there’s homework piled on top of the table, a bill from the dentist, and other assorted bonnet-related chaos. All day long the linen and cotton listen to my howling assistant, then the Young Mr comes home and coughs, and what’s yardage to do? Drape over a chair, flat-out, folded, and exhausted.
It’s not history until it hurts, and I can assure you that from how my colleagues and I feel, our Library is chock-full of history goodness (along with 18,240 moved books and a great deal of newly assembled Ikea furniture).
Oh,I so feel for you! When I first read about the HFC I was almost inspired to join, then I took a look at my workroom…..Er…bedroom and said Who are you kidding!??? You could work from now til 2014 and not see the bottom of this pile. So many possibilities, thanks to my passion for collecting interesting fabrics and trims.
Good luck, and keep the posts coming. LOVE your blog,
nancy N
I thought once I got my sewing room I would be organized….yea right!! 😉 Our clutter is a sign of genius because we can accomplish many things! LOL My assistants are no help either, when the going gets tough they want outside.